04-10-2018, 10:01 AM
Bodily awareness wasn’t Georgie’s strong suit. It wasn’t that she didn’t feel symptoms of illness, it was more that if she did, she didn’t consider them such. The idea that ‘Ah, something is wrong with me’ was one she would just as quickly ascribe to being hungry, thirsty, or tired without pausing to consider the possibility that she had caught something. Such was the trouble with having form.
Currently, the serval was in tip-top shape. Shaken from the entrance ritual, definitely, but that was only in ways she kept close to herself, or so it seemed when she had no difficulty flouncing forward as carefree as ever for a check-up.
“[color=#d4af37]Oh, me too please, mister!” She called, stilt-legs nearly tangling an tripping her again in the midst of all that dancing. She could never seem to get used to the damn things.
Currently, the serval was in tip-top shape. Shaken from the entrance ritual, definitely, but that was only in ways she kept close to herself, or so it seemed when she had no difficulty flouncing forward as carefree as ever for a check-up.
“[color=#d4af37]Oh, me too please, mister!” She called, stilt-legs nearly tangling an tripping her again in the midst of all that dancing. She could never seem to get used to the damn things.
[align=center][color=white][b]WE ALL HAVE DREAMS WE FORGET
WHEN YOU’RE ALONE, YOU’RE SO ALONE
WHEN YOU’RE ALONE, YOU’RE SO ALONE